Flying Pigs

 Ahh - the joys of a nice day, my young guy, and being a bit Peter Panish in the grow up department...

So, Teebs and I decide that today would be a great day to walk downtown, cross the train lift-bridge and walk into China Town.  Superb. Some tuna sandwhiches, a tin of pop and a bottle of water each and we're off for a walk/shopping/picnic trip. I picked up a really cool windchime for my patio, a little budha for daughter the eldest, some much desired origami paper for Teebs and of course, some pigs with parachutes. Oh yes... if you have ever played with these commando oinkers you'll understand the pure joy of using the Johnston Street  bridge for a launch platform as you send them on their clandestine mission to inflitrate the harbour. To your duty mighty members of the Bacon Brigade... away you silk sailing swine - away.  Britain expects every hog to do their duty!

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